Bullied by the Boys (26MGMT) Fanfiction

Nineteen

Nash's POV

We arrive at the hospital. I take her from the passenger side and race her threw the automatic doors.

"HELP HELP! I NEED A DOCTOR NOW!" I screamed.

"Get her on a counter and roll her in a room!" one if the doctors says as they hurry over to me.

The one doctor, pretty muscular, male, took her from my arms and gently settled her on the roller.

They wheeled her away while her arms were still gushing out blood. I, myself, was even crying now. How could I be so stupid? I didn't know I was hurting her this much. I regret everything and I mean EVERYTHING.

"What happened to her? we need to mark this on her papers? is she allergic to anything? Are you family with her? a boyfriend?" the doctor asked so many questions, maybe because he was just concerned. (Obviously)

"I'm just a friend. I don't know if she has allergies and we aren't even that close so I don't know much about her. Her name is Hazel Smith. Her mom is coming as soon as she can, I already called her. She started to cut herself and she started losing consciousness." I said.

"Just to relieve you, i'd like to say that she isn't going to die and she didn't lose a lot of blood." the doctor said.

*later that night*

I'm in the waiting room with my mom. Mrs. Smith went to see her daughter. Non-family member hours are 10am-4pm everyday. It's about 9:30ish by now so my mom and I are required to stay in the waiting room.

Mrs. Smith came out. "You guys are welcome to go home now. She hasn't woken up from her operation. I'm leaving soon and I'll be back in the morning. You can see her tomorrow, or you don't need to come at all if you don't want to." She said.

"She had an operation?" I ask.

"They had to give her 37 stitches in all and had to put her on medication." Mrs. Smith said, "If you didn't get her here in time Nash, she would've lost a lot if blood and who knows what could've happened. Thank you."

"Um. That's the least I could do." I said.

"Well then I think it's time we head home. We'll, or I will be around to see her tomorrow." My mom said.

"No I'll come too if that's ok." I said.

"Sure thing! how bout I pick both of you up tomorrow at 10am and we'll get here at 10:15-10:30" Mrs. Smith said.

"Sounds like a plan!" my mom said.

We drive home quietly. No questions were asked but none were answered either. My mind was pondering with my thoughts. What have I done?